What Makes Me Lyrics - Get Down Or Lay Down - Philly's Most Wanted

See most wanted 

It's the epitome of this rap shit 

Get it M R dot M A N 

We bring it to anybody that want it 

B double O N I C 

'Cause we real, check the stats 

Mister Man, Boobonic 

What makes you a thug nigga? 

The sounds of guns bustin' adrenaline pumpin' 

And give a fuck about nothin' 

What makes you a killa? 

The feelin' that I get when I touch somethin' 

Or how I give it to anybody that want somethin' 

What makes you a smart nigga? 

How I got rid of the hammer 

And got a one way ticket down to Atlanta 

What makes you a rich nigga? 

The fact that I'm not a bitch nigga 

I do it solo ain't worried 'bout a snitch nigga 

I'm the one who can stand the hit and fry somethin' 

Fuck rap you wanna see if I'm real? Try somethin' 

A G A N G S T E R we are known to leave a nigga in the E R 

B double O N I C nigga, actionious style leave you in a creek nigga 

Teenager, you ain't ever seen stranger 

Iced up cell phone triple a pager, my blood boil easily hate 

'Cause agility freezin' me hoes never teasin' me 

Think I'm here to amuse you? I crack you the fuck up? 

I'll put out my steel and I'll smack you the fuck up 

Thug baby, I gotta head for the streets 

Gotta head for business well that's dead when we meet 

'Cause one shot ill have all your business in the streets 

Comin' out slow like a fuckin' loosely 

Close your eyes gotta surprise I dare you to peep 

I put the tec in your mouth now I dare you to speak 

Niggas under pressure look they back sweatin' 

Try me? That's a gamble that lack bettin' 

What makes you a thug nigga? 

The sounds of guns bustin' adrenaline pumpin' 

And give a fuck about nothin' 

What makes you a killa? 

The feelin' that I get when I touch somethin' 

Or how I give it to anybody that want somethin' 

What makes you a smart nigga? 

How I got rid of the hammer 

And got a one way ticket down to Atlanta 

What makes you a rich nigga? 

The fact that I'm not a bitch nigga 

I do it solo ain't worried 'bout a snitch nigga 

Thugged out 

Mister Man keep a clip wit 50 in it 

Have ya clique like that's between y'all we ain't in it 

Wish my squad would say that we don't even play dat 

Like you talk fly and all we jus lay back 

Talkin' 'bout what you do to me nigga, now why you say dat 

My clique jet out rounds for y'all they don't play dat 

All about loadin' cock and start spittin' 

Here's somethin' scream fuck y'all niggas and start dippin' 

Hit the bar to relieve my stress and start sippin' 

And get outta town before the cops start trippin' 

We don't play, we don't care, I'll kill you, right hand to God I swear 

See myself on the run before I see any jail 

Can't see myself callin' home for bail 

I promise you the pain is almost over one more verse motherfuckers 

What makes you a thug nigga? 

The sounds of guns bustin' adrenaline pumpin' 

And give a fuck about nothin' 

What makes you a killa? 

The feelin' that I get when I touch somethin' 

Or how I give it to anybody that want somethin' 

What makes you a smart nigga? 

How I got rid of the hammer 

And got a one way ticket down to Atlanta 

What makes you a rich nigga? 

The fact that I'm not a bitch nigga 

I do it solo ain't worried 'bout a snitch nigga 

It only take one thing for mister man to come spark ya 

If my doe light I got to make shit darker 

Runnin' leave you wit a wheel chair or a walker 

Persuade me to chill? You must be a fly talker 

You heard this before I'm in your crib waitin' 

Two things for you glock no patience 

Seese what beef? That shit means Nathan 

Thugs don't talk we just ride till we die 

Drink till we drunk smoke till we high 

Pop till it clack, push wigs back 

Put the gun in your mouth and say point where it's at 

The ice wrist shit nigga come on about dat 

Aiyyo, I love my kids mister, I don't doubt that 

I gotta eat too nigga how about dat 

For that ransom doe, kids get kidnapped 

Your wife act crazy, wife get smacked 

Your clique don't like it, your clique get clapped 

Or I cock back just to throw flames 

In case you got a urge to snitch and drop names 

Leave you open minded nigga wit no brains 

Shame, your man was slippin' I shot 'em 

Callin, tellin' my dog I got 'em 

Hit 'em up top and work my way down bottom 

Want it wit Mister Man? See nigga that's a problem 

What makes you a thug nigga? 

The sounds of guns bustin' adrenaline pumpin' 

And give a fuck about nothin' 

What makes you a killa? 

The feelin' that I get when I touch somethin' 

Or how I give it to anybody that want somethin' 

What makes you a smart nigga? 

How I got rid of the hammer 

And got a one way ticket down to Atlanta 

What makes you a rich nigga? 

The fact that I'm not a bitch nigga 

I do it solo ain't worried 'bout a snitch nigga 

What makes you a thug nigga? 

The sounds of guns bustin' adrenaline pumpin' 

And give a fuck about nothin' 

What makes you a killa? 

The feelin' that I get when I touch somethin' 

Or how I give it to anybody that want somethin' 

What makes you a smart nigga? 

How I got rid of the hammer 

And got a one way ticket down to Atlanta 

What makes you a rich nigga? 

The fact that I'm not a bitch nigga 

I do it solo ain't worried 'bout a snitch nigga 

What makes you a thug nigga? 

The sounds of guns bustin' adrenaline pumpin' 

And give a fuck about nothin'